An Unusual Assembly
Part 2
The Mitchell Household
Mike had become bitter after leaving college. He saw Colin ocassionally when they were at their parents at the same time. Colin looked properous and drove a luxury saloon, very soon he added a very pretty girlfrined to the whole. Mike felt he had to follow and picked a girl that had been a cheer leader at school. She was a pretty but emty headed blonde and very soon fell pregnant to Mike's dominant male personality. The result was a boy, Franklin who grew into a charming intelligent young man.
Franklin grew away from his father very quickly. The man became abusive both verbally and physically. He moved from job to job getting nowhere above the bottom rung of the ladder. His parents supported him as much as they could but soon stopped when they realised they were encouraging him to be idle. The loss of parental support led to debt, the build up worried his wife and just after Franklin's fifteenth birthday she died in a car accident, worrying more about money than what was going on around her. The year before the death of his mother Franklin met Joel Young and they became loose friends. The social divide precluded them getting close and neither boy mentioned the relationship to their parents. Things continued to go downhill for Mike, and in consequence Franklin. Another athletics meet and Joel realised that Franklin was looking increasingly poor. His clothes were ratty and his athletics gear was old and worn making his performance less than it should have been.
Joel was unhappy with this situation and spoke to his father about it.
"Dad, I have a friend from Southern High who looks as though his family is experiencing a hard time. He's about the same build as me. I wondered if you would object to me letting him have some clothes and athletics gear that I don't wear any more."
Colin thought his son's compassion was a worthy trait in his nature.
"I don't see why not Son, just don't go over the top. Be sensitive to this boy. Remember, he may feel embarrassed by your action. Who is he anyway, and where does he live? You've never brought a boy like that home, have you?"
"No Dad, he lives in Tudor Heights, I don't go over there and he has no way to get here. He says his dad is horrible, he smacks him around and since his mum died he has tried to avoid his father."
"Oh, what's his name?"
"Franklin Mitchell, he's a few months older than me but same year."
The name didn't click immediately with Colin, Mike Mitchell was buried deep in his past, and any way, Mitchell was a fairly common name. It was some months later that the name Mike Mitchell came up in conversation at work. Colin now owned a successful financial company that had sufficient assets to start a loan department. They also took discounted debt from other companies, working on actuarial figures, some of that bad debt would be cleared and a profit made. A line manager came to see Colin one day with a serious problem concerning a debtor.
"I think we need to look at taking this one to court Boss. His debt exceeds his assets by so much I don't see him ever paying it off. He doesn't make any attempt now to even pay interest. If we prosecute we can almost certainly get judgement and have him sold into slavery. He has a fifteen year old son who being a dependant would also become our asset to sell. A fifteen year old when he attains majority in a few months would sell for a tidy sum clearing the debt without the sale of the father. So the debtor's sale price would be clear profit. He's the same age as you and a real jock. He'll sell for top price for a labourer. Oh, he has a college degree, but it's a pretty shitty one, same college as you. The name is Mike Mitchell, ring a bell at all?"
Colin nearly wet himself, he couldn't believe he was going to be this lucky. He grabbed the file. Checking all the details he realised this was going to be his chance to get even with his nearly four years of misery at college. A further check made him realise the boy was Joel's friend. He felt a little guilty about this. If he left it another few months the boy would not be part of his father's assets, but then he would be cast adrift and probably caught as a vagrant and put into slavery anyway. He looked at his calender and realised the school year finished in two weeks time. If he had the Mitchells arrested then, Franklin's education would not be disrupted while he thought about what to do with him. Mike was not going to be sold. Colin intended keeping him as a slave at the house. The boy would probably be the same, but he wanted leeway there to change his mind. Life slavery for Mike was a definite. Conditional slavery for the boy as he had done no wrong. That way, Colin could, at anytime make him a free man again.
"Alright Tom, prepare all the papers. Have the Mitchell's detained the day the boy's school finishes for the summer. Permanent slavery for the man and conditional for the boy. Neither to be sold. The boy is to be trained as a domestic slave and I'll take him into my household. The man trained as a groundsman handy man, he isn't any better than that now so he won't need long at the training facility."
Colin wasn't a vindictive man, but he remembered vividly the shame and humiliation of his years as Mike's sex slave.
The action took place on the date Colin had specified. He went to court with the company attorney to make sure things went the way he planned. He was certain when he saw the bemused and shocked state of the boy that he had made the correct decision. The case was presented to the judge with all the correct accompanying paper work.
"Mr. Mitchell, I am always reluctant to see an innocent child committed to slavery because of the dereliction of responsibility of a parent, but the law is very clear on this matter. Your punishment is slavery for life. Mr. Young, I understand you have a different plan for the boy that is also covered by the law."
"Yes your honour. The boy, and all his belongings to be committed to conditional slavery. The slave and his son to be trained and then they will join my household."
The judge nodded and confirmed the sentance.
Mike had not realised until Colin stood to talk who his prosecutor had been. The look of shock and anger was obvious and Colin returned the look with a totally neutral expression.
"Bailiff, take the slaves to slave processing where Mr. Young will inform the registrar of his requirement."
By the time Colin had reach slave registration, Mike and Franklin were stood in front of the registrars desk, naked and manacled with wrist restraints hooked up to the collar round their necks. Franklin was sobbing quietly.
"Officer, I would like you to release the boy's manacles and restore his clothes to him. The man can remain naked. I want the `S' brand over his right breast and his slave number branded on his right forearm. He is to have a leather cock enhancer and ball spreader fitted. He is to be trained as a gardner/handyman, which I understand he is already competant at. The boy is to have no permanent disfigurement. His SIN can be tattooed on his inside right forearm in ½ inch numbers and he is to be trained as a domestic."
"May I be so bold Sir, as to suggest that the boy would be worth considerably more money if he were trained as a pleasure boy. He will be legal in a few more months and he is very comely."
Colin looked at the boy more closely. Yes, he was a very good looking boy, he thought Joel would find him very sexy, and they were already friends so the boy would no doubt become part of Joel's sex life.
`Oh well, if he is going to have sex this boy will be a very acceptable alternative to outside friends who may not be as clean as Franklin would certainly be,' was his thought.
"I want to inspect the boy before he is released."
Colin did a thorough slave examination except for making the boy erect. He did check his anus to make sure it was virgin.
"Are you an anal virgin, Franklin."
The boy looked at Colin and very shyly almost whispered, "Oh yes Sir," before dropping his eyes again blushing furiously.
"Officer, I want it made very clear that this boy is to be a virgin still when he is delivered to me. He is to have no sexual relations at all while he is here."
The officer nodded and said nothing despite being surprised and annoyed. The boy would have been a good fuck for the few weeks he would be in training.
"Saving him for your self Colin?" The sneer in the words and on the face of his one time best friend made Colin lose his soft side.
"I want this slave punished now, for his insolence."
Before he had time to think, Mike was strapped over a whipping bench.
"I want his head pulled back while he receives punishment so that he can look at me."
The officer realised something odd was taking place between these two. He would find out when the slave was his for training.
"Twenty with the cane officer, but don't break the skin."
Colin watched with satisfaction the agony showing on Mike's face as he took the vicious strokes of the cane. When it was finished and he was knelt in front of Colin, Colin made his position clear.
"If you ever talk to me or any member of my family in that tone of voice again, I will have you publicly whipped. Officer, I think another brand might be in order. Across the shoulders I want the word bitch burned. Try to make it very sharp. I want everyone to be able to see it clearly and that is what he will be called in future. Human names don't apply to slaves. I want the branding done now so that I can watch."
Seeing Mike pleading and begging not to receive a brand made Colin smirk. `My big hard best friend is like a snivelling bitch when confronted with real pain.' He thought.
The S brand over his breast was excellent, the pain was immense and the smell of burning flesh almost made Colin vomit.
"I want the same routine for the back brand as we had for the caning, I want to see this slaves eyes."
Job done, Colin was satisfied that he had placed his mark over his one time friend. With that Colin left the slave centre and sat in his car shaking for almost a quarter of an hour before he felt fit to drive. When he got home that day he decided he would go in to the Mitchell house when Franklin was ready to join his household and they would collect all his personal stuff before Colin decided what to do with the furniture and other effects of the Mitchells. He said nothing to Joel at all.
Franklin was read to join the Young household in three weeks, having already become quite adept at domestic work after his mother died.
"Right, Boy we are going to your house to collect your personal effects."
While the boy was sorting through his things, Colin wandered round the house with the disposal officer. He found a photograph album, and in it was a recent photo of Mike, obviously at a beach, showing off his body. Colin took it, he wanted a souvenir to flaunt in Mike's face when he was humiliating him. There was nothing else even remotely interesting to him.
"Sell everything else and let my company have the funds."
With that, Colin took the boy and drove home.
"I won't be changing your name Franklin, nor will I keep you totally naked, but the amount of clothes you wear will depend on your performance in my household. I am going to make you my son's personal slave to start with until I have decided whether to sell our present domestic slave. I will consider further education and a possible release from slavery provided you don't give me cause to regret these decisions. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir, permission to speak, Sir?"
"Go ahead Boy."
"Why are you being so good to me and so bad to my father?"
"Slavery for you is no fault of yours and I won't let it ruin your life if you perform for my family in any way they wish. I don't wish to discuss your father with you."
Franklin had no means of pursuing this now.
On arrival at the house Colin sent Franklin off with the houseboy.
"Andy, I want you to find Franklin a set of slave dress shorts that fit him properly and then give him a guided tour of the house. He is to help you with all your functions to fit in to our ways. He is to become Master Joel's domestic servant when he is functioning properly. Understood?"
Andy bowed slightly and replied, "Yes Master."
He took Franklin away and did as ordered. Colin went searching for Joel, who he found by the pool.
"Son, I want to talk to you."
Joel came and sat by his father.
"Yes Dad."
"You remember I talked about a man , my ex best friend who abused me in college?"
Joel nodded.
"Well I took him into slavery three weeks ago. He will be here soon to take over the gardens and general maintenance. He will be naked at all times and he will live in the shed where our present gardener lives. You may treat him any way you wish. You can demean him and humiliate him in front of your friends and carry out any action on him that pleases you. I don't however want him marked or incapacitated. Understood?"
Joel nodded again.
"I have also taken his son into slavery because he is under 16, but only for a few more days. After that there is no restriction on his use. I don't want him marked in any way and I don't have any reason to believe you will want to humiliate him or embarrass him, but that decision is yours. He is going to be your domestic slave and maybe later we'll dispense with Andy, or keep the two of them to make our lives easier. You may not use him for any kind of sexual pleasure until he is actually sixteen, unlike his father if you want to use him."
Joel was goggle eyed. He was going to have a man slave that he could use for sex unrestricted and a boy for sex if he wanted in a few days.
"Lastly, the slave boy is your friend Franklin Mitchell."
Joel looked shocked and then delighted.
"Oh Dad, he is gorgeous. I would be crazy not to want to make love to him, but I'll wait until his birthday."
Colin laughed, his son was a delight and now he could have sex to his heart's content with a boy who he knew was clean.
"The boy is a virgin, Joel, so you need take no precautions until you let someone else penetrate him."
Joel couldn't believe how lucky he was to have an open minded dad like his.